So I get to work this morning, feeling grrrreat until I get to Security, the place whereI am supposed to feel “secure.” Why don’t they trust me? I, obviously, work here. I dress professionally, at least I did before I had to remove my belt that beeped and my boots that beeped. Gosh, when they were done with me, I felt so “stripped down,” and I wasn’t feeling that great or secure.
So what did I do? I chose to smile. I decided to feel good about the fact that this little protocol is just another metaphor for my life. Where in my life or in my profession do I not feel secure or safe? Where in my life (my profession) do I not trust myself ? What situations or relationships in my life are trying to get my attention? I can always tell because in their own special ways, they are “beeping.” As a matter of fact, I notice that the beeps get louder the more I ignore them. In what way am I my own worst enemy or “terrorist” by seeing people and situations in my day through the lens of negativity? And, finally, what can I do as a team player to help those around me, including the sometimes angry or scared folks I meet in the elevator coming to court, feel more secure? After all, they have just come through “Security” also. Sometimes it just takes a smile.
Actually, I am grateful for those folks in uniform who are so willing to look out for a safe work environment for all of us. And I am also realizing that feelings of inner safety and security is really an inside job that depends on me and how I am approaching life, my work life, how I am willing to see people and situations, and simply how much I am willing to just smile.
